Luyện nghe bài hát Represent

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

Straight up shit is real and any day could be your last in the
Get murdered on the humble, guns'll blast, tumble
The is the hot spot, full of mad criminals
Who don't care, beers, we all stare
At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better break
Before we get the four pounders, and their face off
The streets is with undercovers, homicide chasing brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, trying to, watch us and us
And killer coppers, come through in helicopters
I drink a vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock for
The fronters, wannabe ill niggas and spot
Thinking it can't happen til I, em and clap em
And leave em done, even run about Gods
I don't believe in none of shit, your facts are backwards
Nas is a rebel of the street
a Tec out the dresser, police got me under pressure

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

Yo, they me Nas, I'm not your legal type of fella
Moet drinking, smoking street dweller
Who's on the corner, rolling up blessed
When I dress, it's never nothing than Guess
Cold be walking with a bop and my hat back
Love committing sins and my friends sell
nigga raps with a razor, keep it under my tongue
The school drop-out, never liked the from day one
life ain't shit but stress fake niggas and crab stunts
So I guzzle my Hennesey while pulling on mad
The brutalizer, de-sizer, accelerator
The type of nigga who be in your elevator
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the game
Used to Bally's and Gazelle's with black frames
Now I'm into fat chains, sex and
Fly new chicks and new kicks, Heine's and

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

No doubt; see my, stacks are fat, this is it's about
Before the BDP conflict MC Shan
Around the time when Shante the Real Roxxane
I used to wake up every morning, see my crew on the
Every day's a different plan that had us running cops
If it wasn't hanging out in front of cocaine
We was at the candy factory, breaking the
Nowadays, I the green in a flash just like the next man
Fuck a yard God, let me see a grand
Could use a gun Son, but fuck being the man
But if I hit bottom then I'ma be the Son of Sam
Then call the crew to get too
With Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the
chop it, Mayo, you count the profit
My shit is on the streets, this way the never stop it
It's brain on drugs, to all fly bitches and thugs
'Nough respect to the projects, I'm ghost, One

ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!